The fire fallout continues. Starting next week they will be replacing the fire escape. Unfortunately the room I use for my office/den/computer-room is the one against the fire escape. Today I'm going to have to try and move things around today to clear the wall they will need access to.
So cheaza had a link to this Sex and the City charity auction and now I've gone and bid on this item. It's Mr. Big's suit. It's a black Hugo Boss suit and it's exactly my size! If I win it's domestic shipping only so I'll need a U.S. address to ship it to (*hint* *hint* bitogoth), but fuck - it's Mr. Big's suit! I was planning to buy a new suit so I have money in the budget for this... If I win this I'm stealing saturnina's idea and having a "Sex and the City" cocktail party.
Time for all the would-be periphrastic sesquipedalians to drag "triskadekaphobia" out of the dusty corners of their mental lexicons to demonstrate the grand depths of their erudition.
Periodically throughout the day I take a peek at my web logs just to keep tabs on things and make sure everything is working right. Today I noticed a peculiar number of hits against one of my pictures from New York on Elaine's site, but against her old (now redirected) URL. The only way that can happen is if someone has the image embedded in their web page. So I looked at the referrer and found it was coming from http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=minkoooo
For a moment I thought about just leaving a comment about it, but then I decided to have a little fun at the wanking bandwidth thief's expense.
Watch my 
The fire fallout continues. Starting next week they will be replacing the fire escape. Unfortunately the room I use for my office/den/computer-room is the one against the fire escape. Today I'm going to have to try and move things around today to clear the wall they will need access to.
All I was doing was getting dressed and then
So 
Time for all the would-be periphrastic sesquipedalians to drag "triskadekaphobia" out of the dusty corners of their mental lexicons to demonstrate the grand depths of their erudition.
From the snowfall on January 6th, 2004.
Periodically throughout the day I take a peek at my web logs just to keep tabs on things and make sure everything is working right. Today I noticed a peculiar number of hits against one of my pictures from 
I am giving-a-shit impaired.
